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first post [10 Aug 2005|09:19pm]


hey there, i found this community through a random journal and thought i'd post some word art. ♥

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G'day! *hesitant wave* [23 Aug 2004|09:20pm]

[ mood | curious ]

G'day... I've never posted so I thought that I'd just ram some stuff on here and just wait around for some comments! *laughs* Hope that you enjoy!

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[16 Aug 2004|12:31am]

She says I will walk home
Run the chance of getting raped
Along with running blindly
It’s the first of 10 mistakes

A trip
A stumble
Now the dignity has crumbled
Friends that are no longer
Still puzzled I belonged here
A tension
A slice
From a misused kitchen knife
There gone now
They went
And they won’t be back again

So I sit here
I’m standing
Now on my knees demanding
I’m tied down
Hands restless
The sweaty palms caress us
Words take me
They tear me
Now that Is all I’m sharing
No silence
No trusting
The screaming has become
all that’s me

And 3 words will slip
They’ll pick me up
And they will rot and rust
Make me feel corrupt
The jester hasn’t laughed
In a long, long time
No pale face is righteous
Of a humorous life

Go find yourself
Go sell it real cheap
You have no life
When it can be found on the street
Similar to a drug
Or some sort
Passer by love
Is a emotion you can snort

And the rest she did not explain……
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New.. [17 Jul 2004|07:55pm]

[ mood | bored ]

I wrote this a long time ago, its not formatted or anything though.

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Read Below...***Please*** [17 May 2004|08:14pm]
Please comment and post so that this great community doesn't die to such pointless ones as rating on looks and such. Keep _WritersBlock alive!

You are my dream,
My most intimitate fantasy,
All I could hope for,
And everything more,
My phantasm of hope,
My picture of beauty,
All I could hope for,
And so much more,
You the embodyment of a goddess,
All I could hope for,
And nothing more,
Near sort to perfection...

- Hopes to Nothing - XCanceLX
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[29 Apr 2004|02:41pm]

Until this point, I have not posted any of my writing anywhere. I usually just keep it to myself because it has a tendency to be kind of dark. I'm not out to worry anyone or anything, its just my style. I was interested to find this community, and am hoping to get some feedback on my work. So please tell me what you think!

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[25 Apr 2004|03:16pm]

I had this wicked assignment for school and I really want to make it great.
I need some harsh ctirisism to improve this.
I'm not looking for opinions on if you like it, (although they're appreciated lol) but rather advice on how to make it better.
Thanks guys!!!

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lost [18 Apr 2004|11:19am]

[ mood | blah ]

Hey, I wrote this a while ago.  Thought I'd post it here to see what people thought.  It was a response to the question "What's the smallest place you've ever been lost?" on the freeimagine community.  So, check it out.

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[17 Apr 2004|05:57pm]

drastic. the one word that can describe you and i- from the best of days to the worst of nights, we have been spontanious and insane. its nothing like ive ever expierenced, to not think things through. to trust myself, to trust someone else. we were paired together like coke and rum; it seems like the correct combination, but if you don't mix it just right, it will have a bad aftertaste. we've had many, many glasses filled to the brim, and we've swallowed them all in one gulp. they have all been mixed to perfection- our friendship is perfection. as the end approaches, i find myself in awe of the past years with you by my side. i find warm tears rolling down my cheeks at the strangest times, and i find blue eyes meeting your deep brown ones more than they usually would. i feel thirsty... but there is only enough coke and rum left for 3 glasses. i feel desperate... but there you are by my side, comforting me and encouraging me to move my ass a little bit faster. but you dont see- im afraid to move faster than the speed we are at. i need to savor every last drop of this, of you. i feel the weight of the coming years on my shoulders, and i do not feel you by my side, using all of your might to pull it off. i realize this is because you will not be with me for the future days and nights, but i am willing to drink these last three glasses extremely slowly and i am willing to remember how they tasted. raise your glass, and shall we make a toast to new beginnings, and a promise to not forget the old times.

on a friend thats leaving in about 3 months. comments?
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I was Dorkus721. Not anymore. [16 Apr 2004|05:12pm]


The blood stains the carpet

On my bedroom floor

And I can hear the echos of your voice

That are driving me insane.

I can still taste your kiss

Those deadly lips

Locked on to mine

And all I do is scream

Silently so no one knows

That the pain you caused

Is still lingering.

I'm still wiping away those tears

That have caused

My heart to bleed

As I stand here with it in my hands

Right were you placed it.



**first post in a while. Tell me what you think**

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acid, babe, they were acid [14 Apr 2004|03:49pm]


How can I let you go again this time
After losing you last time..?

I saw you again last week
I hate how I keep falling
For you
How you can make me fall with a glance
And I can hardly make you stumble

But we kissed again

I remember how we used to kiss
And to kiss you again was like a dream
But when we kissed, I realised this
Wasnt what I wanted

Your lips were acid whenever we kissed
For you took more of me than I understood
But they were wonderful when we spoke
For i would speak and you'd understand
Your mouth knew when to be silent
And knew when I needed it to speak
You knew when i needed you to listen
You saw me and you understood
That what I needed was you

I needed and you gave
I wanted and you'd stay

What happened, then, babe
When you walked away
Why did I let you go
Why didnt I make you stay this time
Maybe Im old enough to know
You just arent
what I need
You just arent what I want

Your lips, babe, they were acid
I thought I could kiss you and stay
But you wanted more than I could freely give
I wanted companionship
But I also wanted love
You wanted so much more
You were willing to do without the love

What is a relationship without love?

Is it any wonder that I miss much more the way we spoke
And the way we talked and listened
The way you used to care about me
The way I used to care about you

And the way we hugged at night before you tried
Tried the things that'd make me cry
Is it any wonder I miss the love
The love, the feeling of not being alone

Is it any wonder I miss that
and not so much the way we kissed..?

Maybe this, babe, this is why
This is why i can let you go this time
Even though I hardly could breathe
After letting u go
Last time

Im stronger than you know.
Im not the girl you used to use
Im not even the love you used to have

There will be no next time
No more next time

There will be no more us

Forever we will remain
you and I.

-Izzah(yeah, thats me)
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[13 Apr 2004|10:07am]

[ mood | hungover ]

i just want to tell you so you know
i lost my heart
its gone missing and i cant find it
they stole it.they stole my broken heart

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fly [12 Apr 2004|12:02am]

point to the sky
and fly away
air fills my lungs
but today
i forgot how to breathe
the air chokes me
i don’t know what to do with it
it hurts
it burns
it’s killing me
i want to scream

she’s not dead
just sleeping
try not to wake her
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Place Of Silences (Rememberance of the Heart) [10 Apr 2004|05:26pm]
The wind blows swiftly,
As silence creeps across these barren plains,
It reminds me of how empty this place really is,
Once a sanctuary,
Placed on sacred grounds,
Where life flourished,
But that harness of beauty,
Has all diminished in time,
The caretaker of this place,
Abandoning it,
Leaving to find herself,
And where mighty trees once stood and animals dwelled,
Has all withered away in time,
For you see, this place of isolation and desolation,
Is a metaphor for my heart...

Tell me what you think...
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[10 Apr 2004|09:03pm]

Flower In The Breeze:
When you look at me, what do you see?
I may not be what you all make me out to be
My emotions come out to surface easily
I want to stand up like an everlasting tree.

I am the one you see with a smile on my face
But deep down inside, memories are never erased
For me, life is never a race
Because rushing things up is a total waste

Fragile, easily torn, I’m a flower in the breeze
That can disappear in a blink of an eye
I especially hate it when people tease
I want to fly high, like an eagle in the sky

My heart is saying “don’t let go, hold on to the end
Persevere for your ambitions, never let go of your dignity,
Be the truth, never pretend.”
This is me, this is my real identity.

PS: i wrote this poem for an english assignment but i thought id post it here. its not that good but oh well. :] comment telling me what you think.
<3 maya
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wash me away [08 Apr 2004|02:37pm]

[ mood | chipper ]

The faucet runs and washes me away,
Away from this world,
away from me,
and everything I have never wanted to be.
The water becomes warm, like my heart used to be,
But now it is just scorn.
The hate burns up in me, and around me, and steam burns my eyes.
The faucet keeps running, like there is nothing wrong with life,
But if only it could see.
I'm so ugly, as the water turns cold,
And so did my heart when you turned away
And the water trickled down the drain.

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first things first [07 Apr 2004|04:00am]

bleak winter day
and i’m awake again
the sun burns my eyes
the candles have gone dim
nothing to say
that hasn’t been said
there’s no one to blame
except myself

glass beads on the floor
all around me
they lie
amidst pieces of broken hearts
and shattered dreams
my hair is a mess
my make up is ruined
the sheets are tattered and torn
and so am i

the window that you punched through
i’ll fix it eventually
i hope that your hand is ok
don’t worry about the table
it happens all the time
and the door handle that you broke
i’ll replace it
along with you

the hardwood floor
it’s cold on my feet
i’ll just sit here alone
remembering better times
i should get some sleep
it’s six in the morning
my eyes are bloodshot
i can’t keep them
open anymore
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[07 Apr 2004|04:15pm]
"I cannot explain how you make me feel. it's kind of like when you first listen to a song, and you like it. and then you listen to it more and more until you can't get it out of your head, and you don't want it out, you want to keep listening to it because, at the moment, that one song makes you happier than anything you've ever felt before. and then you go to the concert, and see it performed live, and stare in shock and amazement and start to cry because it's everything you ever dreamed of and so much more."

--written by andre young.
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acoustic lullaby [06 Apr 2004|08:00pm]

sit on the floor
strum your guitar
the rug will burn your skin
the three chords will make her cry
you’ll look into her eyes
hope you hate yourself

stare at the ceiling
wipe your hair from your face
draw on your shoes
don’t worry the stars won’t fail you
they never will

she’s weary from weeping
her eyes burn when they close
it’s the only way out
the knife that’s cutting her wrist is you
she bleeds to your acoustic lullaby
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[06 Apr 2004|07:37pm]
Face the mirror and fight your reflection,
Battle with your looks,
Does it honestly matter,
Will people see your beauty,
Your looks mean nothing anymore,
My words will break you down,
You have nothing,
There is no where to run,
You face judgement not by appearance,
But by personality,
You will fail,
You are destined for failure,
And I will remember you,
For you changed me,
And I will have changed you before it is over,
You will remember me,
I told you from the beginning,
I was meant for something more,
More than anyone could ever hope for,
Underestimated I struggled,
In the end I thrived,
I suffered through enough,
Feel my pain,
The end can't be happy,
For happy is what we want,
And it is never that way....
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